Ludacris, Snoop Dogg - Hoes in My Room lyrics

Hey! Thank all y'all for coming out tonight
It was a beautiful night
Tonight at The Shizznit
Where pimping ain't dead
These hoes just scared
Thanks Snoop Dogg, Ludacris
All the players from the LBC
It was a beautiful night tonight
Oh, look at these fools
Ay! Security! Come get these niggas!

Fresh off the streets
Just finished a show in Long Beach
Ready to relax, kick up my feet
Maybe smoke a blunt or two
That's what I wanna do
Broke out and called up the homeboy Snoop
(What happenin' nephew?)
Oh, nothing just called
Looking for some women how
Can fondle my balls
(Well you hit the right dogg
I can help you with that
Gimme 15 minutes, and I'll hit you rite back)
Off to the hotel, I was ready indeed
Slapped the button in the 'llac
To control the speed
Put one up in the air, the cops just stared
Waved my hands out the roof
Like I just ain't care
Got to the tele and I slid through the door
On to the elevator, hit the penthouse floor
And what would happen next
Only time could tell
Cuz I got up to my room
And I was mad as hell (Aaah! Damn)

Who let these hoes in my room? (These hoes)
Who let these hoes in my room?
Who let these hoes in my room?
(Did you let 'em in?)
Who let these hoes in my room? (These hoes)
Who let these hoes in my room?

Now it was five bap hoes
And they look like trash but one was midget
So we'll just say four and a half
I was stuck speechless
Couldn't believe my eyes
What'd I do to deserve
This unpleasant surprise?
And I was thinking to myself
"This is just my luck"
Then my nigga bust in like "What the fuck!?"
(Oh shit it's Snoop)

Who in the hell let them
Booger bears out they cell (Not me)
And what they doing in ya'
Room? Nigga make 'em bail (yeah)
Got some fine bitches
Dime bitches on they way (Okay)
And told security, "Let 'em in
With no delay" (Ha Ha)
So when they get here
They'll probably be like half naked (woo)
Don't mean to trip out
But bitch y'all got to dip out (Dip Out)
Catch the elevator up one floor
Presidential with the sliding key
For the door (Oh No)
What the fuck going on?
Shit, all around the world Luda
Man it's the same song
Them bitches was so ugly
I told 'em to go home

Who let these hoes in my room?
(Man who let these hoes in my room?)
Who let these hoes in my room? (Oh no)
(Did you let 'em in?)
Who let these hoes in my room?
(Well who let 'em in then?)
Who let these hoes in my room? (Get out)

Now, these chicks wouldn't leave
They was ready to clown
One was 5'6 and weighed three hundred pounds
(No she didn't come through with a thong on
She did for the hell of it
Big fat whale of it)
You can't separate me, I'mma separate you
Bitch ya' pussy smell like Pepe Le Pew
(You filthy, nasty, sick in the head
Sitting in my dressing room with
Dick on ya' bread) she said "I want you to
Climb in this underwear, silly"
But I was turned off
By her tupperware titties
(Fake bitches, break bitches, make bitches
Kick rocks, when they fucked up in they face
Tick-tock, you gots to get up out my space
Hey Ludacris let's get the fuck
Up out this place, let's bounce)
Then it got to my head
And something reminded me
I know who let 'em in, it was Bill O'Reilly
(Faggot)
(Ya' white bread, chicken-shit nigga)

Who let these hoes in my room?
(Who let these hoes in my room?)
Who let these hoes in my room?
(Did you let 'em in?)
Who let these hoes in my room?
(I need to know, who let these hoes in?)
Who let these hoes in my room?

Ay, ay y'all gotta go
Y'all gotta get the fuck up outta here
Ugly ass bitches
I don't understand how these bitches always
Get in my dressing room
You know what I'm sayin'?
Soon as I get off stage
It's 7 or 8 ugly ass bitches
Posted up in my dressing room
And security act like they don't
Know who did it
I know you feel what I'm sayin'
All my nigga around the whole world
We need to form a society or something
Fat, gorilla, monkey mouth bitches
Can't get in our motherfucking
Dressing room or backstage and if they do
We kindly put our foot up their asses
And re-direct them bitches to
Security dressing room, you dig?
Sick of these ugly ass bitches
Being my dressing room